"put your hands up"
warning from an angel
"anything you say can and will be used against ya"
in the court of law
handcuffs from the bible with an iron bar
you are destined for with a calendar
so you can count each day you molested her
every woman cryin' in your hands
pull back from the past
flash backs of the trauma the pain
she grew up to a prosute
knowing one thing, she got to get it and she got to get it good
playing every guy that she met in the hood
she could never find a husband
now she's old and drunk and hating the world
one word from the priest himself
if you're a man,you're cursed
burning desires on your pants are bad
one woman dead
she killed herself
and you getting a jail sentence or getting away
that's straight murder boy
i am talking to your conscious in a blind spot
two sides to a story come on tell us yours
didn't have no game,wasn't good with the ladies so you took a child
now you facing god
shkk shkkt shkktt!!. .

"i never had no game
my daddy was the same
he ended up in jail because my mama was insane
a nympho
smoked weed with the thugs and she drank alot
it was 2am the day he took himself
to a world of no return
the blast in his head still hurts infact."
that was all he said
now you tell me is he guilty or not
if we gave him second chance would he change in the spot
thanks giving turkey's like bit in the pot
he might just be the next rappriest!
"armed with lyrics. . ." / "penning struggles on a song"
made that story cause i'm the realist
i don't need to be signed to prove i'm the realist
i can do it on my own need no one the side
like a bad rash it might burn my brain
i'm not feeling myself
could be doing much better in a regular sense
like your kendrick lamars
take the world to mars
taking grammy awards
i am more than this world
i am rapping for the angels sitting down on a sweat
angel gabriel
gabriele the geebeerish male
shkk shkkt shkkktt